Broken and beaten, no one can see

Battered and abused, no one can tell.

I smile, but I wage war,

My mask is flawless

And the war is going.

My mind is free while my body may be shackled.

I indulge and listen to none of my inhibitions.

I sound like needles, piercing the silence.

I image myself as big and floppy,

But I am strong.

I am here

And I cannot budge.